Homecoming

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[RP with mrsarcastic003, a few hours after this]

Cissie woke up for the second time Thursday morning when her alarm went off. She rolled over to her side of the bed and switched it off, bypassing the snooze button entirely. She thought briefly about getting up and going for her morning run, then grabbed her cell phone. No missed calls. No voice mails. No text messages. Ringer on high and obnoxious. Just like an hour ago. And a day ago. And every day since--and including--Saturday. She dropped the phone back on the nightstand and looked up at the ceiling for a few minutes. She should get up. Probably. But she was tired--she hadn't been sleeping well--and she didn't have anywhere she needed to be. So she rolled back over to Tim's side of the bed, huddled under the covers once more and hugged his pillow to her. She buried her face in it and drifted back to sleep for a few more hours.

Comments

[cisskabob.livejournal.com]

"Hmm, it was." She leaned into his touch, closing her eyes to just savor the fact that he was there. Then he was kissing her, and she couldn't help smiling into the kiss and pulling him closer. When they broke apart, she rubbed noses with him and teased, "How much did you miss me? Did you pine for me?"

I pined for you she nearly said--but didn't, because it was almost too close to being the truth.

[mrsarcastic003]

"I pined," he said solemnly, rubbing his thumb over her cheekbone. "I missed you the entire time, and I came back as soon as I exhausted my leads in Madrid. I missed you every night, when you weren't in bed for me to cuddle with, and every morning, when I didn't wake up beside you."

[cisskabob.livejournal.com]

Cissie smiled, relieved and happy. She turned her head to kiss the palm of his hand. "I've been spoiled, since we moved here. I've gotten used to seeing you all the time, whenever I want." She leaned in to kiss him and whispered, "This bed's awfully big for one person. And your cat."

[mrsarcastic003]

"I don't know," Tim said, smiling a little. "Grayson tends to take up a lot of space when he has the chance to spread out. He must have loved all the extra room on the bed." He pushed his fingers into her hair and turned her face up toward his. "But I missed seeing you, too. It's hard being gone, after all this time together."

[cisskabob.livejournal.com]

"With all that space, you'd think he would sleep somewhere other than on my head," she said wryly, but smiled at him. "It's hard having you gone," she admitted. "But I'm really glad you're home now, at least for a little while." She bit her lip. "You don't have to leave right away, do you?"